Date: Sat, 29 Jan 2000 17:05:33 EST
From: Kb79@aol.com
Subject: Fixing The Backstreet Boys, Chapter 1, Boy Bands
DISCLAIMER: The story that follows is a work of fiction. The characters are
completely fictional. This is not saying anything about the sexual
orientation of the Backstreet Boys.
WARNING:
This story deals with homosexual themes. The sex will be light, but it will
be present. If this offends you, don't read. If you are under 18 years of
age, don't read. If reading this story causes you to break any laws, don't
read.
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FIXING THE BACKSTREET BOYS
CHAPTER ONE
"Well, you're an asshole!"
"I'm an asshole? You're the one who was 20 minutes late for the meeting."
"So what, what's 20 minutes?"
"What's 20 minutes, 20 minutes is a shit load of information you have now
lost!"
"Someone will fill me, in its not like it's the end of the world!"
"It may not be the end of the world but it is important, you have
responsibilities, you know this isn't all fun!"
"Not all fun, now there's a joke, this isn't fun at all anymore!"
"You don't mean that, you're just angry!"
"I do mean it, and hell yes I'm angry, you're not my parent I don't have to
listen to every little command you make!"
"I'm just trying to do what's right for the group, I'm not trying to be
your boss."
"Well as I see it all you do is "boss", this stopped being worth it a long
time ago!"
"AJ calm down, I'm sorry I yelled at you, okay, just don't say stuff like
that."
"I don't care anymore Kevin, this group has turned to shit and I just don't
care anymore, I'm leaving!"
And with that AJ left the hotel room slamming the door. The other four just
sat there for a second, not quite knowing what to say.
"Shit, what have I done now?" Kevin said.
"I wasn't your fault, entirely, you both over reacted" Brain tried to
reassure.
"But what if he isn't bullshitting this time, what if he isn't coming
back?" Kevin looked worried.
"He always does, he's just angry, he'll cool down, the two of you will
apologize and it will all be alright." Howie added
"I hope your right, I don't want to end this just because AJ was late for a
meeting and I blew up at him." Kevin looked close to tears, but the guys
knew he never cried.
"Come on Kevin, it will be alright, I'll go talk to him okay?" Howie
offered.
"Thanks Howie, that's probably a good idea, we'll end this meeting for now,
I'll fill everybody in later." Kevin looked a little relieved. He was
hoping someone would offer to talk to AJ so he didn't have to.
Quiet filled the room again. This was happening way too much lately. The
Boys haven't been able to get anything fully accomplished in weeks due to
the fighting they had all been doing. It was so weird, they had been best
friends for years and now it seemed like they couldn't stand each
other. They needed help, but what? If it was over, there was nothing they
could do to stop it. But how could it be over? They were on the top. Their
CD's sold millions of copies, their concerts sold out in under minutes, and
they had so many fans they got mobbed were ever they went. The world loved
there squeaky clean, best friends, boys next door image. To bad it was
fake, it used to be the truth, but now?
"When did this start, we were so perfect, how did we fall apart so quick?"
Nick asked breaking the silence.
"I don't know Nick, it seems like it was overnight doesn't it?" Brian
responded.
"I wasn't though, I think this has been building up for a while, we've just
been trying to ignore it." Kevin stated.
"Yeah I know, but what is it? Why?" Brian questioned.
"I don't know Brian I just don't know." Kevin sounded so defeated.
"Guess you don't have the answers for everything, huh Kevin?" Nick said
sarcastically.
"Nick don't start." Kevin warned.
"Don't start what, don't start telling the truth?" Nick accused.
"Are you saying everything is my fault?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah maybe I am!" Nick said getting a little louder.
"Nick don't." Brian said trying to help.
"Look mister goody-goody, your not gonna stop it this time!" Nick yelled.
"Gosh Nick, come on." Brian said obviously hurt.
"Lay off it, you're so sweet and innocent it's sickening." Nick threw at
him.
"Stop it Nick!" Kevin said standing up.
"Don't think I forgot about you Kevin, AJ is right. You are not in charge
of us, you are exactly as important as the rest of us, not more, okay???"
Nick was really yelling now.
"What is your problem Nick?" Kevin was starting to get a little louder now
too. "You Kevin, you are so fucking demanding, you're like a demented
father, and you too Brian, always trying to comfort and smooth everyone's
feelings, what are you our fucking mommy?" Nick was really losing it now.
"Nick!!!" Kevin was almost as loud as Nick was now.
"No! Don't say it, I'm not out of line, and I'm right on with what I'm
saying. You two are so self-righteous it's sick. I'm getting out of here."
Nick left the room.
"Where did that come from?" Kevin asked, lowering his voice only a little.
"I have no idea, I've never heard him be that cruel." Brian was crying now.
Kevin went over to give him a hug. He held him for a second, but it felt so
awkward he let go pretty quickly. Brian looked at him with the tears
streaming down his face.
"Why did you." Brian stopped there and ran out of the room.
"Wait Brian, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Kevin's words were cut off by
the shutting of the door. He stood there all alone wondering when he lost
control.
In AJ's Room "AJ calm down, stop packing, you can't leave." Howie was
trying.
"Why not, I sure don't want to be here!" AJ stated.
"We're a group, hell we're friends, you can't just pick up and leave."
Howie said
"We haven't been `friends' in weeks, and as for a group that's starting to
fall apart also!" AJ spit out.
"Just because there has been problems doesn't mean we aren't all friends
anymore, and once everything is back to normal, you know the group will run
smoothly again." Howie explained.
"I don't think I want to wait around to find out if it will all work out."
AJ was beginning to sound a little weepy, not as brash as before.
"Come on bud, you know you don't want this to end, we've all been through
so much together, we can't throw that all away because we've hit a rough
patch." Howie was trying to explain
"I know, I know, it's just how much more of this can I take?" AJ was really
on the verge of tears now.
Howie went over and put his arms around AJ. AJ returned the hug and laid
him forehead on Howie's shoulder. He began to let the tears fall softly and
wrapped his arms tighter around his friend. Once he did that, Howie pushed
him off him, gave him a look of disgust, and went toward the door.
"What.?" AJ began to ask, but the only thing that could have answered was
the closed door. He threw him self on the bed and just cried. Little did he
know that Brain was in his own room doing the exact same thing. Whereas,
both Howie and Nick were pacing their rooms trying to figure out what the
hell to do with what was happening. Kevin on the other hand, was
responding to a knock at his door. He ran a hand through his hair and tried
to shake off the awful feelings running through his body, and plastered a
fake smile on his face. He opened the door, and there stood their manager.
"Hey, what's up?" Kevin said as cheerfully as possible, he really didn't
feel like having to deal with management right now, but he knew he had to.
"Kevin I need to talk to you about the group." Said their manager, fairly
grimly.
"Really, what about?" Kevin said trying to pretend he had no idea.
"Don't play innocent with me, you know exactly what about." Was the gruff
answer from the man standing in front of him. Kevin didn't appear to be
offering an answer so he continued. "The band hasn't exactly been acting
like the close knit group you guys are supposed to be."
"Supposed to be?" Kevin asked.
"You know what I mean, the close knit group you are, is that better?"
their manager asked.
"Yeah, sorry, didn't mean to make anything out of it." Kevin said "So what
exactly did you want?"
"I want to protect my assets and being you boys are my assets I need to do
something about these problems you've been having." He said.
"What do you plan on doing?" Kevin asked.
"I'm bringing in someone to help you boys work out your problems."
"Someone to help us work out our problems? What do you exactly mean?"
Kevin was extremely confused.
"I mean I'm bringing in a therapist, one of them psychology people, so we
can figure out what's wrong with you five, and then fix it, so we can all
go along with our happy lives."
"A therapist, no way, we're fighting with each other, we're not crazy!"
Kevin stated.
"I know you're not crazy, it's not that kind of therapist. This guy works
with couples and families, and such. I think you call him a relationship
counselor."
Kevin's mind began to race. Relationship counselor, he can't know, does he?
"What would a relationship counselor be able to do for us?" Kevin asked.
"Well he claims he has worked with friends, making it easier for working
relationships, groups of people on television shows or movies who aren't
getting along, those sort of thing. He comes highly recommended."
"The guys will never go for it, we don't need help, we can work it out on
our own." Kevin began to protest.
"Well I'm sorry to say you guys have no choice about it. It is stated in
your contract that if something like this goes on in the group that
management should get you help. If you remember correctly when we we're
going over the contracts we discussed this and you boys agreed."
"Yeah, I guess I remember now, but the boys still won't be happy about it."
Kevin explained.
"They have no choice, the tour ends in 3 days. This guy will show up
tomorrow at 12:00, two hours before your rehearsal. It will begin then. Do
you want me to tell the other boys or will you?"
"I'll tell them, it will be easier coming from me, and I'll make sure they
know they have no choice in the matter, okay?" Kevin said.
"Yeah great, as long as it all works out in the end, just make sure you are
ready tomorrow at 12:00." He shook Kevin's hand and then he left the room.
Oh great, Kevin thought. How exactly am I going to get the boys to
understand this? And after what happened do we really need someone snooping
and prying into our personal lives? He picked up the telephone and began to
place the phone calls.
*Ring* "Hello?" Howie said picking up the phone.
"Howie, it's Kevin, we all need to talk, let's have dinner in my suite, I'm
gonna have all the guys meet me there at 6:00, okay, that's in a half an
hour."
"I know when 6:00 is, and I really don't feel like having dinner with
everybody." Howie said.
"Well we don't have a choice, I just talked to management and I need to
relay the message, so just be there ok?" Kevin pretty much demanded.
"Yeah okay, I'll be there." Howie agreed
The next 3 phone calls went pretty much the same way. After some badgering
they all agreed to be there at 6:00. Kevin ordered room service, and waited
for it and the guys to arrive. He was not looking forward to this little
meeting. He knew it had to happen, but what happened three weeks ago was
certain to come up again. None of them wanted to talk about it, but Kevin
was pretty sure that was what was tearing the group apart. If he could only
go back in time and stop it, their little world would be happy
again. Unfortunately there was no way to do that. Just then there was a
knock on the door.
*Sorry, I know there hasn't been anything exciting yet, and maybe you are
all a little confused, but I'm leading up to the good stuff, there will be
some I promise. Hope you come back for more.*